“I sort of committed you to dinner at the newlywed table tonight, Brock.”“Willow told me.”“You OK with that?”“I’m looking forward to it. Willow said that snooty girl from yesterday needs to learn some manners in the way she talks to you.”“Yeah, Joey’s been pretty snotty to both of us. She doesn’t like you and Willow together.”“You know I’m on your side, Jace, and I will try to make her apologize.”I smiled, “We only have one more day. It doesn’t matter.”“It does to Willow, so that’s all I care about.”“Thanks, Brock. She’s all I care about too.”He shook my hand again, “I, above all, know that. No man could ever love a woman more.”“I hope you are giving her love too.”His glance at me left me wondering, “I am, more than you know.” He changed the subject, “You’re probably wondering what we did last night.”“Yeah, good guess.”It was a little snide, and he responded, “I thought we were going to be respectful.”“You’re right. Sorry. Yes, I did wonder.”“We napped for a few hours after dinner, but then went dancing again, at ‘On the Briny’ this time. We didn’t get there until 11:30, and some of the same people were there, including the waitress and bartender.”“They didn’t stop you last time.”“No, they like watching and they wanted us to stay there the night before, as I found out later. They were happy to see us come back. They weren’t the only ones. The two men she danced with last time were there again, and one of them asked Willow where you were. She said you were tired. One of the couples that watched us last time introduced themselves, and said they enjoyed watching us dance. We found out later that it wasn’t the dancing they enjoyed watching.”“What was Willow wearing?”“Just the pink slip she had on yesterday morning. I love how it looks on her.”“Did you stay until closing?”“Longer. It was fun.”“After closing?”“Yes, with another audience. Your wife likes the idea of men seeing her, Jace, she likes the idea of men wanting her.”“I’m just finding that out. I also found out that my wife likes it best when you’re the one who lets other men see her, Brock, especially if you’re touching her while you do it.”“I think you’re right. She loves her shaved pussy and really loves it when I show it off. She loved how her suit showed it off at the beach and she loved it when other men saw it last night.”“I hope she’ll keep it that way.”“She will. Just tell her. Don’t ask.”Bully Brock again, but I think he was right. There was a large dose of submissive that Brock made my wife swallow, and I was going to prescribe more.“I’ll tell her that I’m going to do it for her.”“She’ll like that.”“I’ll bet she was wound up after dancing.”“Yeah, martinis helped. We drank for a long time before we started dancing, and she was already ‘wound up’ before we stepped onto the dance floor.”“Martinis do loosen her up. Me too.”He smiled, “Willow said she didn’t think she would have ever seen me again without all those martinis you drank night before last.”“She’s probably right. I’d already decided against letting you see her again, and she agreed. Turns out we’d both been thinking about your date with her all day, and the martinis just turned the fantasy thoughts into words.”“And actions. Thank god for martinis.”Now I smiled, “So she was already wound up and ready for action when you started dancing. How’d that go?”“That spring kept winding. We played on the dance floor, like our first date, but nobody stopped us this time. I kept whispering about the men watching her, what they were seeing, what they wanted to do to her, what they wanted her to do to them. She said she didn’t know she would, but now she really likes knowing they are thinking about having sex with her.”“How could she not have known it already?”“Your wife is pretty naive, but she’s learning about the dark side. I hope it’s good for her in the long run, but I’m not so sure.”“You might be right, but we’re all loving the dark side right now and we’ll worry about that later. Tell me about dancing.”I was hard, and I think he guessed. He smiled, “Okay Jace, I know you want to hear it. I felt her ass and tits right away, but it was after one AM before I started moving her slip out of the way to touch bare skin.”“How many were watching?”“I don’t know but it was still pretty full. You remember it’s a pretty dark place and there were others dancing, so not everybody was watching. I liked pointing out to her the men who were, and there were a least a handful whose eyes never strayed. Two of them were with their wives.”I just raised my eyebrows, knowing he would continue.“I’d been letting her strap down so most of her breast was visible, but the whole thing really started when I lifted her arm out of the strap, which left her right one uncovered. I alternated between feeling it while we danced and backing away to show it off.”“She does have beautiful breasts.”“Gorgeous. And responsive. I was playing with them or her ass the entire time we danced, but when her breast was showing is when I started lifting her slip and squeezing her naked ass.”“Like when I watched you there.”He smiled, “Yeah, I didn’t know how far you were going to let me go, and when you made us leave, I worried that you were going to take her back to your room.”I smiled back, “That never entered my mind.”“I finally figured that out. Anyway, she liked hearing me whisper about what I thought her audience was thinking, and I think the eyes of her audience helped confirm it.”My guess, İstanbul Escort “Maybe she’s finally learning the power beautiful women have over men.”Brock had his own guess, “Yeah, but she’s also learning that she likes to concede that power. She likes it when a man makes her do things she’d be afraid to do without giving away that power.”Two perspectives, and both of them dug deep into her dark fantasy. They both needed to be nurtured, and there were two of us ready to provide the essential nutrients to uncover and grow the dark fantasy deep inside her.In the meantime, Brock’s deep voice was digging deeper into my own dark fantasy, and I handed him the shovel, “Did you get her to concede more, to do more than she’d be afraid to do alone?”“Yes, I slipped her other strap off after a couple more dances, and the top of her slip dropped to her waist. She was dancing topless when I asked her to lift my t-shirt off.”“What were you wearing?”“Just my cargo shorts and shoes after that.”“Underwear?”“Not for either of us. I never do. I loved feeling her hard nipples against my bare skin. I was so hard and your beautiful wife was hunching against it. She finally touched it while we were dancing, and she said she was glad people could see her do it with the hand with her wedding ring.”“She wanted them to know she was married, but not to you?”“They knew who she was married to, and we wanted them to know I was single and I was going to fuck your wife.”“I think that was easy to know from the night before.”“I wanted them to know that I fuck her better than you do.”It sounded like bullying, but I gave him the benefit of the doubt, “I knew that from the night before, and I liked watching you get her off so often and so hard. I’m sorry I missed it last night.”“She likes knowing you’re waiting and wondering. She likes letting everybody know she’s a bad girl, that she loves sex with a man who isn’t her husband, that she’s out with another man and her husband doesn’t know what she’s doing.”He was embellishing for my benefit, and I appreciated it, “Did you finally strip her?”“No, I just told her to dance by herself. She strutted and teased everybody by raising her hem, sometimes showing her pussy before she finally just kept raising it and stripped it off. She finished dancing that song naked and alone, but then we danced together for the next song. After that one, it was last call.”“She was turned on?”“Totally cranked. I played with everything while everybody watched. We were the only ones dancing, but we only got that one dance before the lights came on. She reached for my belt buckle, and I stopped her to look at Max the bartender. He smiled and announced that he was going to lock up a little early, but if anybody wanted to stay, they could.”“He wanted to watch too. Did he leave the lights on?”“Yes. He locked the door and pulled the curtains, and I removed my restraining hand from Willow’s. She unbuckled, unzipped, and stripped my shorts so I was naked too.“Did you dance?”“No, the juke box was off, but Max said, “I have music on my phone if she would like to dance by herself some more. Maybe on top of the bar.”“I tried to take her heels off, but she shook her head. After that, I just lifted her up and told everybody sitting there that there was no touching. She strutted and twirled in her high heels from one end to the other. Max played Bolero, and you know it’s a ten-minute song.”“Where was the waitress?”“Jill was behind the bar, with Max behind her. He was trying to be sneaky in his touches, but I don’t think Jill cared. They have a thing going.”“Who else was there?”“All five bar stools were full, four guys and a woman. Two of them with the guys she danced with when you were there and two with the couple that said hello to us. Max, Jill, and I just stood, watching my girlfriend tease.”“You?”“Yes, hard. At the end of the bar. Nobody noticed except the lady who was part of the couple.”He had me, and I knew he would finish. I just kept my ears open and said nothing.He answered as if I’d asked a question, “Yes, your wife interacted. She smiled and did whatever any of them asked, but the big way was that she talked to them.”“She flirted?”“I wouldn’t say that, but she willingly showed whatever they wanted, and she answered any questions.”“About you two?”“Yes, and about you too. The man who asked where you were earlier, asked if it was true that you were really tired and if that was why you weren’t there.”“What did she say?”“She said tired wasn’t the reason, and that you knew she was with me.”“Did she tell them it was for the rest of the cruise?”“Yes, she said you gave me to her as a second wedding present, for the rest of her honeymoon.”“I’m glad I won’t see any of these people again.”“Max asked if you knew where she was right then.”“I wish I had. I would have been there.”“She said you didn’t know. Your wife is so honest. She answered every question. She told them everything. She said that you liked her being with me. She said that I’d already fucked her in front of you, and that I was better at fucking her than you were.”“She said fuck?”“No, she said I ‘did’ her. She won’t use swear words.”“Don’t I ever know that. Did you fuck my wife for them?”“The same guy asked if they were going to see me fuck her, and she said, ‘I hope so’.”“And.”“On the bar. I climbed up and took her standing, like you saw night before last. Their eyes were almost level İstanbul Escort Bayan with what they were focused on, and I walked back and forth fucking your wife for them. She talked with them and liked the comments they made, and she asked them if they liked watching us do it. She said she was proud to be able to take all of me inside her, and pointed out how hard and big it was. She came that way, but I didn’t.”“Ever?”He smiled at me shaking his head,“You know better. We changed positions several times. Your wife came in each position, like when you watched us, and I finally came with her while she was riding me like she was when you saw the first time I tried to impregnate your wife.”“So no protection again?”“Willow told them she was trying to get pregnant, and she hoped they would all be seeing the moment of conception when I came inside her.”“Did they know I knew about it?”“They knew you knew I was fucking your wife, but they didn’t know you knew that I was trying to knock her up until then. We both told them that you wanted it too, even though you haven’t admitted it to us. Maybe not even to yourself.”“Why would I want that?”“It’s in your fantasy and you know it, but it’s also in Willow’s. Your wife just found out that she really likes being a bad girl, likes letting people know she’s fucking someone who isn’t her husband. She likes letting them know she wants someone who isn’t her husband to be the father of her baby. I think she would even like it if they thought she was cheating on you.”“She isn’t.”“No, but I think she would like letting people believe she was.”I was throbbing again, being fed by fuel for my dark fantasy, “And you.”“I fantasize too, and Willow was the first to let me do what I always beat off to. I always fantasized about a submissive, beautiful woman, and I got even deeper into it when I thought about a married woman letting me fuck her in public. That was the most unlikely part of my fantasy, but I’d been stroking to it since high school.”“Your fantasy was to have the husband let you fuck his wife?”“No, I liked believing that he didn’t want me to fuck her, but he couldn’t do anything about it. I like the idea of dominating both of them, that she couldn’t resist, and he knew about it but was helpless to stop it.”“So you didn’t tell them I wanted you to be with her last night?”“No, I liked telling them you didn’t want it but couldn’t stop it, and Willow liked telling them you didn’t know what she was doing.”“Three different fantasies, none of them totally true, but all partially so. Willow was right because I didn’t know about last night. And you’re right because I might not be able to do anything about it, but if I wanted to, I would sure try.”“So we should just go with it for the rest of the cruise.”“Sure, it ends tomorrow.”“We’ll each play our own hand today then.”“I’ll help her play her cheating hand by acting as if I was catching her, and I’ll let you bully me and I’ll pretend to be pissed. If we run into Joey or any of the rest of our honeymoon tablemates, there isn’t any use pretending that I don’t like it.”“You’ll have to tell her what role she’s playing.”“You coach her too. If I forget later, thanks for everything else you’re doing for her. She’ll never forget her honeymoon.”“I won’t either.”I was still rock hard, wondering how my wires got so crossed, but I wanted even more opportunity to generate short circuits as they crossed each other. We would have to hang together in order for the plot line we’d just discussed to develop.And then his deep basso left me convinced I was wrong about wanting more opportunity, “There is something I need to talk to you about, so now is as good a time as any. I offered Willow a job, Jace.”Talk about crossed wires and a short circuit. I stood and my fists were ready to go despite his size, “You son-of-a-bitch, you just got on me for being disrespectful. Now you’re trying to steal my wife. Nothing could be more disrespectful.”He was still sitting as I stood looking down at him, “Hold on, Jace, I’m not.”Before I hit him I wondered how that was not an effort to steal my wife, “Bullshit! Do you want her to move to Denver?”“Yes, but …”He wanted a permanent Willow Switch, and I wasn’t ready to let him flog me with it without resistance. I jabbed with my left and followed with a one-two straight right. He didn’t totally slip either punch, but he moved his head sideways just enough for both to be glancing blows. He stayed seated and didn’t hit me back, although his ability to slip punches led me to believe he’d been in the ring a few times, and he could have.He continued as if nothing had happened, “… I want you to move there too. I’d like you both to work for me.”I wasn’t in the mood to be understanding, “Doing what? Errands while you fuck my wife?”He understood my rage but didn’t even raise his voice one decibel in his response, “You’ll need to talk it over with her, but she just got her marketing degree, and I need help in marketing. Stanford’s program is in the top five, and she graduated near the top, so I know I’ll get my money’s worth.”“Yeah, that’s not the way you’ll get your money’s worth. She didn’t go to school to become an expensive escort.”“You think that’s all this is?” His stare was icy, “I had already decided to expand, and this trip was supposed to be for me to think about how best to do that. Marketing and engineering were at the Escort İstanbul top of my list, and Willow and you are perfect, so that’s the job I’m offering. No errands. No worry on the money end. I’ll give you a good raise and start her higher than the best offer she had.”It was too sudden, and it seemed contrived. I had a job I liked, I already owned a house, I made enough money to easily support Willow and children, I had friends and family there, and I liked the Bay Area. Denver was the Wild West, and my guess was that there were puppet strings attached.A honeymoon fling was a lot different than a permanent Willow Switch for my wife, and I didn’t trust the traitor in my pants. He might endorse a persistent Painful Welt, and that might lead to the demise of my marriage. The other place that did occasional thinking for me, the one above my belt, didn’t approve.“My initial answer is hell no, but Willow needs to have her say. I’ll need to kidnap my wife for an hour or two today. We need to talk alone.”He stood, “Let’s go shower and then I’ll meet you at the spa. She’s supposed to be done by 9:45.”We all went to the buffet for breakfast together, and at my insistence, we didn’t talk about the offers. Willow and I split from Brock and were seated in ‘On The Briny” by 11:00 AM. The waitress (no, not the same one) delivered me a Corona and Willow a glass of Cabernet before we got serious.I started with a wide-open question, “What do you think, hon?”“Well, I haven’t started the job I took. I think I can get out of it. That’s not the question though, is it, Jace?”“No, it’s a lot more complicated. My job, our house, friends, family, tradition, it will be really hard to give all that up.”Willow hugged me, “I agree, honey. We both love home, and we don’t know anybody in or anything about Denver. Your job is secure and I think I’ll really like mine. We’ll just tell him thanks but no thanks.”“There is another part we need to consider, Willow.”“I’ll miss that a lot, honey. I love you with all my heart, but you know what Brock does to me.”“What did he say about that when he offered you a job?”She blushed, “He said that was the biggest part. He wanted to keep seeing me, and the only way he could think to do that was to get me to Denver.”Maybe I should have hit him again. This matched his hint that there was more, a justifiable worry, and I probed, “So this is more than a fling for him. There’s real emotion. For you too?”Now she was really red, “Yes. I’m sorry, honey.”“You talked about it?”There was a tear now, “Yes, it’s more than physical. You were right, honey, we do connect.”“Love?”The waterworks flowed, “I can’t lie, honey.”There had been enough hints, and my worry as a result was now fully justified.“You’ve fallen in love with each other?”Her body was wracked with strong heaves from her sobs, “Oh honey, I’m so sorry.”Cowboy up, Jace Ingram. That lashing from the Willow Switch was your own fault. I could see the conflict her guilt caused, and I hated seeing her in pain. I felt a tear in my own eye, but conceded, “We can probably get an annulment, Willow. I won’t fight anything.”Her sobs got even worse, “Oh no, honey … not that … I love you so much … I would never … oohh god, honey … leave you for him.”She was sincere, and sincerely troubled, “That is a huge problem then. You love two men who live in cities a thousand miles apart, and both of them love you. I think it’s time to get Brock involved in this conversation.”Her sobs and tears slowly subsided, and I let her settle and gather first. Then she called and we met him back in ‘their’ suite. I didn’t wait for anybody to open the bidding in order to lay down my hand, “Willow says you two are in love, and that is why you offered her a job, Brock.”“That wasn’t the only reason, but it was the biggest.”“You realize that put Willow in a can’t-win situation, right?”“I know, Jace. I’m sorry, but I didn’t know what else to do. I’ve loved being her honeymoon husband for a few days. I didn’t want it to end.”I looked at my wife, who was looking at the Painful Welt, “I don’t either, honey, I’ve loved being your honeymoon wife.”I threw it out, “I’ve got a proposition.”They both looked hopeful, but only Brock responded, “I’d sure like to hear it.”“You told me this trip was so you could think about how to expand. Why don’t you expand by starting another store in Palo Alto, the tech capital of the world? That’s where Willow went to college, and our home is just down the road in Cupertino. You probably know the area because you went to Cal Tech, and you know innovation is at the heart of Silicon Valley. You’ll hear about all the new technology first if you have a presence there.”“I’m too busy as it is, and you’re suggesting another store a thousand miles from Denver.”“My job is close, and I can work for you too, nights and weekends for a while. If it works out, I’ll quit and just work for you. Willow can do your marketing from home for a while too, and if it works out, she can quit and work only for you.”I looked, and they were both still listening, so I plowed on, “You can stay with us while you get it going, and she can travel to Denver to work with you for a while to get an idea of what’s in your stores and what you want. You’ll probably have to travel quite a bit to check on your new store, and you can be Willow’s honeymoon husband while you’re with us or when she’s with you.”That last sentence closed the deal. He stuck his hand out, and this time I shook it immediately.“I’m grateful you’re still open to sharing the most wonderful girl I’ve ever known, Jace. My plate is pretty full, but at least I don’t have any classes for almost two more months. Let me think about how I could do it. I would need a lot of your help.”